Vera, vera coalesce

Faint moons light droplets
Crisp and brisk. See your call.
Tendrils uncoiling the feather’s sheath.
Snow roses strained and toil;
Turned their falls,
Ushering wisps and suns.

Gurgling, bubbling dews. Frothy clouds and mosaic mists.
That verdant shaft beams fro and toward.

“I dreamed this.”

— Oh? What did You dream?

“I dreamed these.”

— Wrestle with glances, coy Your thoughts be.

Begone, your doubts, to how you’ve seen
Come, lead before us
Your Dream glimpses keen.

Fire so lovely, lighten one’s sheen

— “I’m warmed here tonight. Tomorrow’s Your dreams.”

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